He flashed her a silent smile before placing his teacup back on the table to examine its contents. Holding it in his left hand, he mindlessly twirled the leaves and remaining liquid around the appropriate three times, hoping that there would be something for them to converse about—something that would get her interested in Divination. While he waited for something to appear, he glanced back up towards her, a response to her words on his tongue.
"As someone named after an artist, I'm sure you have a decent knowledge of the subject," he commented, the corner of his lips tilting up into a smile once again. "Artists know everything is about perspective—and from my perspective, you are little. I enjoy art myself. Just a bit."
"As someone named after an artist, I'm sure you have a decent knowledge of the subject," he commented, the corner of his lips tilting up into a smile once again. "Artists know everything is about perspective—and from my perspective, you are little. I enjoy art myself. Just a bit."
